Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

At the end of the night, strands of dawn began to climb up from the eastern sky.

The first exclamation sounded from the abyss, and it was someone who found that the ground beneath him was rising.

Clack...cluck, the rock is cracking.

Along the huge circular barrier, a city-sized surface was cut by some invisible and terrifying force.And the area that carries the monks of the Shangwanyu Realm is slowly floating upwards.

The flowing water of the Yin Abyss flows down the edge into a waterfall, and the gravel rolls down.The rumbling sound changed from small to loud, shaking people's eardrums with pain.

The cultivator who was leaning tiredly on the edge of the fracture backed away with a pale face, screaming, and fell down on his buttocks.

"Heaven... Panyu people want to get us to the sky!"

A man shouted this sentence and looked up.

The lord stood impressively under the red light of the disaster star, and the originally white toga was dyed a strange red, flying in the increasingly violent air current.

The two Immortal Pan Yu were behind him making spells to protect the dharma. Under the backlight, they couldn't see their faces clearly. They could only see the hands raised slowly by the lord. The fingers seemed to be manipulating the power to move mountains and fill seas.

Fang Zhiyuan turned over and slowly opened his eyes.He took a short nap before dawn, but still slept very badly, and seemed to have some scattered dreams, which he forgot when he woke up.

It was the familiar young man who jumped in front of him, and said in a bewildered way: "Fang Immortal...Fang Immortal, what should we do now? We are going to be trained into furnaces!"

"..." Fang Zhiyuan looked gloomy, sat up unhurriedly, and stood up straight with the boulder behind him.

At this time, his feet were nearly a hundred feet away from the bottom of the Yin Abyss. He looked around in a lack of energy, feeling that he was out of tune with the scorching air in all directions.

He asked the young man beside him in a cold voice, "What's your name?"

The other party was taken aback: "Huh?"

Fang Zhiyuan asked patiently, "What's your name?"

The young man timidly said: "Me? Yang, Yang Tang..."

In just a few words, the land surrounded by the enchantment has completely turned into a suspended black stone island, fixed between the sky and the earth.

The lord looked neither sad nor happy, his lips opened and closed, and he uttered the words without emotion: "The time has come...to practice."

As he said with a wave of his long sleeves, all directions were suddenly stirred up, and evil spirits rose.In the distance, in the depths of the Yin Abyss, silver waves surged up and flew towards the "Stone Island".

"That's..." Yang Tang's face was already sallow with horror, his teeth were chattering, "Could it be...the remaining yin current stored in the yin veins of Panyu Immortal Realm? He wants to use this thing to refine us!?"

And far behind Lord Panyu, the appearance of the disaster star also began to change little by little.

It was originally a very pure bright red color—in Lin Xiaoxian’s words back then, “it’s like a ripe little cherry, making people want to bite into it”—but now countless dark breaths flow out from the core, lingering , Rolling, just like the first dark red pupil opened by the devil of hell!

"What is that!?"

"Bad star, the yin energy in the lucky star is about to be drawn down!"

"Do not……"

Everyone's souls were broken, and they watched the black waterfall hanging upside down from the nine heavens, slowly pouring down towards Pan Yu's earth.

The two streams of Yin Qi merged into one around the barrier, and soon penetrated into the barrier.A layer of mist dispersed with a piercing chill, tiny ice crystals formed in the air, and snow fell again.

The most frustrating thing is never death itself, but watching the ghost of impermanence walking towards you steadily, but there is nowhere to escape.In this situation, those [-] monks were like a group of frogs, thrown into a cauldron of boiling water, and they had to watch the fire below grow fiercer.

Before the irresistible desperation, some people calmed down instead.Some lay down and looked at the sky obsessively, some clasped their hands together and prayed, and some stood upright with unyielding anger all over their bodies.

In the crowd, the little girl stretched out her hands.She wears a cute bun, with fair skin, she is a beauty.Snowflakes fell on her closed hands, she said: "Mother, it's snowing."

The woman who hugged her tightly burst into tears and replied, "Yes."

The girl patted the woman's arm and whispered softly: "Mother, don't cry, auspicious snow heralds a good year."

The woman's legs gave way, and she knelt down in despair, already crying uncontrollably.

"I don't want to be a cauldron!! I don't want to—"

In another place, the completely broken man suddenly cried out, pulled out his sword and stuffed it into the hand of the person beside him: "Kill me, brother, can you give me a good time?"

The other party didn't pick it up, and the long sword fell to the ground with a bang. He wailed and shook the man: "Brother, what hope is there for living? If you die, you'll be gone..."

It was almost impossible to see clearly, and it was getting colder and colder.Fang Zhiyuan was so calm in his heart that he even had the leisure to ask the young man named Yang Tang next to him: "Are you afraid?"

Yang Tang was crying, wishing he could beat his chest and stamp his feet, "Nonsense, I'm afraid! Of course I'm afraid!"

Fang Zhiyuan seemed to smile, stretched out his hand to push Yang Tang away from him, and turned his face away.

Until this moment, he has not been able to figure out whether it is worth it for him to take Lin Lingqing's life to save 10 people who have never met before.

But he also thought that his senior brother never seemed to think about whether it was worthwhile when he did some things, so he got a little comfort in his heart.

Suddenly, a little glow lit up from a distance.It was as if someone had lit a lamp in the cold and darkness, and it was also like someone's gentle gaze.

Fang Zhiyuan suddenly opened his eyes wide, and his heart was hit somewhere.

"Brother..."

He stretched out his hand vainly, as if he wanted to hold the light tightly, and a few snowflakes fell on his palm.

At this moment, the heaven and the earth sounded at the same time!

It was completely dark before everyone's eyes, and the Yin Qi poured in from the top and bottom suddenly became thicker. It was no longer a light mist seeping in, but two raging torrents that pressed people in the middle, and crazily impacted countless flesh and blood bodies. .

"what--"

"Ahhhhh!!!"

"It hurts, it hurts... kill me, I can't take it anymore..."

Shidao turned into a purgatory blood prison, some of them rolled their heads on the ground, some convulsed and vomited blood.There were screams all of a sudden, but soon because there were too many screaming people, they couldn't hear what they were talking about, and there was only a vague cry of ghosts.

——To survive from death, the time is now!

Fang Zhiyuan's expression turned serious, and without any hesitation, he suddenly turned over and knelt on the ground, and slapped it down!

In an instant, as if the light was splashing in the dark night, a huge white magic circle unfolded on the surface and extended upwards.The powerful power of rules is woven into the gap between each rune and rune, forming a gate of space.

Everything was just in the blink of an eye, and the yin energy that had filled the closed pumice island suddenly shrank and receded from the large crowd.

The pain disappeared with the wind, and the relieved faces were sweaty, and they looked around blankly.

However, it can be seen that the evil current that should have been imposed on 10 people did not dissipate, but was forcibly concentrated at a certain point.As a result, it became darker and colder, and if the air of death had any substance, it finally bundled into a tornado.

In the middle of the dead place is the star of disaster.

He was alone there.

Fang Zhiyuan couldn't even scream, and directly smashed his knees between the black rocks, the cruel sound of bone cracking made people shudder.

In the pain of tens of thousands of ice blades added to his body, he stared at the bright white magnificent gate, and shouted with all his strength: "What are you doing in a daze, this is the way home, let's go!!"

……

On the stone altar where Yujie was placed, there was almost the same formation lit up.Lin Lingqing shook for a while, leaning on Qingming, who was five feet tall, and bent down, his pale face was covered with cold sweat.

Yin Changxin stood behind him and told him intimately: "You are dying."

"Yes... yes." Lin Lingqing's voice was trembling, his eyes had long since faded, and he was still smiling, "I want to leave with a smile...don't cry... "

Pain... His soul, his soul was already in pain so maddening.

But it's not over yet, he must stick to this formation to complete it, and then melt the formation with his body to strengthen the law, so that he can die with peace of mind.

Yin Changxin asked him: "Is there anything else to say?"

"The last words... um... let me think about it..." Lin Lingqing gasped with a smile, raised his hand with difficulty, and outlined the pattern stroke by stroke.

He really tilted his head and thought for a while, but shook his head and said, "Two lives so far... There are too many regrets and too few regrets, so there is no need to say anything."

He also said: "The reincarnation of life and death is the ultimate principle of heaven. It's nothing... If you have to be sad, just be sad for a while. You should eat, drink, and sleep on weekdays. Don't delay... If Master is willing to remember me, I will give it to you on Qingming night." It is enough for me to burn a flower and see the bright moon for me."

Speaking of this, Lin Lingqing was almost out of breath.He closed his eyes and shook his head, relying on the strength of Wu Chi Qingming all over his body, he continued to paint with difficulty... He was prepared to reach the moment before his mind and soul shattered.

Footsteps sounded behind him, and it was Yin Changxin who came to him.

Lin Lingqing had a splitting headache, but when he heard the footsteps, he squeezed out a trace of worry from his chaotic consciousness.

He was worried that some people from Panyu would discover the formation here soon, and when the traitor Yin Changxin stood here shiningly, wouldn't he want to accompany him to his death?

Is it reliable for him to leave a master like himself who has no ability to take care of himself and who looks like he sees through the world in this world?

Lin Lingqing then turned around again, thinking of a few words of advice.

Suddenly dawn was approaching, the distant sky was misty white, and a gleam of light fell in his dilated golden pupils.

Lin Lingqing was about to open his lips to drive Master away, when suddenly a strange sense of unease came to his mind.

Before he could react, he was struck by a force in the back of his heart, and the Demon King felt his whole body go numb, and the Yin flow in his meridians stagnated—he was actually fixed there, unable to move!

Yin Changxin patted Lin Lingqing on the shoulder and walked past him, "Okay, I'll do the rest."

As he said that, his movements were indifferent but unquestionable... from his fingertips, he "taken" the dark current that pulled the formation.

The few traces of blood remaining on Lin Lingqing's face faded away in an instant.

"What are you doing?" He trembled helplessly at first, and his voice also trembled.Then he was annoyed, "Yin...Yin Changxin! You can't——this is my business!"

Yin Changxin stretched out a finger, tapped Lin Lingqing's brow twice, and smiled silently.

"You and Xing Xing died tragically separately, I don't like it."

Lin Lingqing's eyes widened blankly, he had never seen Master smile like this.

Under the dawn of the eastern sky, Yin Changxin's eyebrows were full of wind and dust, as if something that had tortured him for a long time finally disappeared under the light.

"I would also like to learn from you once, do what you like, don't do what you don't like, and don't have to think about the rest."

"It's just that I heard that people have to leave a last word before they die. I thought about it all night last night and I still can't do it. What you said just now is mine."